After a particularly bad morning with a certain 2-year-old, I officially dubbed Friday, September 26th as, 'Take Your Lumpy to Work Day'. When Clyde stopped home for lunch, I notified him of the newly named holiday. After she decked herself out in a glitzy pair of pink cowboy boots, they were off.

And rather than kiss her mommy goodbye, she thought a "STINK!" would be more fitting.